It is now evening, we are at the table.
"Dad, Mom I have something to tell you.
- What is this ?
- I wonder if I like men or women, but I think I like men more
- It's a joke I hope
- No mom I'm serious
- It can't happen to you, a man goes with a woman
- But Mom...
- Don't answer me. she said, slapping me.
- But mom I....
- That's enough, go to your room, I never want to hear about this again. » Once I got to my room I felt angry and also sad, my parents don't care if I'm happy or not the important thing is that I am the way they want me to be. I get into bed and start crying, why are they so un comprehending ? They can't understand, I hate them.Through the door I hear
"It's not normal to love men, he can't stay here anymore, he has to leave
- I agree with you my darling.» Knock Knock knock
" Tom I have to tell you that you are leaving the house right now, I don't want to see you here anymore, get out.
- Okay mom, I'll grab my things and leave. »I grab a bag and put in it:
- Clothes
- Decoration...
I had in my hand a large stone that I had brought back when I was little. When leaving the house, I throw it towards the car, it creates a huge crack. But for now where will I be able to live?
"Hello Lucas
- Yes Tom, why are you calling me so late?
- I told my parents I was gay and they kicked me out
- No it is not possible
- Well yes, and did your parents tell them?
- Yes they don't care
- Can I come and live with you?
- I don't know, come to my place for the night and we'll see.
- Okay, I'm at the door »Dring.."Hello young man, what are you doing outside alone?
- Lucas and I will explain to you, can I come in?
- But of course.
- So mom, let me introduce you to Tom, he's my boyfriend.
- Okay, Lucas told me a lot about you Tom.
-And I'm here because I told my parents I was gay and they kicked me out of my house. Can I live with you?
- Yes you are not going to live on the streets. Go to bed.
- Okay thank you very much ma'am »Lucas takes me to his room and we enter. He grabs me and uses me against him
"Tom know that wherever you go, I will be there.
- Thank you for being there for me, really. »We lie down in his bed and fall asleep.
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A schoolboy's fight
Teen FictionA college student stressed at the idea of going back to classes. Will he succeed in integrating with the new students? Will he make friends? He doesn't know but he's going to meet some very nice people
